Nothing Changes

This boy took me out one evening
Wouldn’t take off his sunglasses
And when he kissed me in his car
He kept pushing them up with the tip of his finger
Nothing really changes around here
Nothing really changes around here
Nothing really changes around here
Everything is out of my price range
This boy knows I hate his vans (?)
And everybody looks like a lumberjack
Its hard (?)
I have to be honest with myself
Nothing really changes around here
Nothing really changes around here
Nothing really changes around here
Jesus saves his receipts
Take time make it automatic
You’ve got to reel in when you can
Talk about the passion with this one
Everyone roll your eyes in unison
Jealousy pulls into the basement
Where digital skeletons crawling out your MacBook
Take time make it automatic
You’ve got to reel in when you can (yeah!)
Beware of counting colours
You can just come home if you need (?)